Late Saturday night, Dale guessed what had happened when he opened his door that night and saw Hillary standing there. The tear stains were visible on...her face, her hair was disheveled and she looked like she had slept in her clothes. When she walked through the door and into his arms, Dale saw she was limping, due to a broken heel on her shoe. He was smart enough not to talk until she had stopped crying. If Hillary had been worried about Dale blending into the woodwork, she should have taken. Yes, I know I’m getting a bit conceited.I wait for Dennis and Robin to back away in fear and terror. In their presence is one of those freaks he’s been going on about in the news.“Man, that is so. . . [b[awesome[/b]!” he yells, and I look up to see him grinning widely.“What can you do?” Robin asks, in genuine interest.“Why didn’t you tell me?” Dennis asks, and then they continue to bombard me with questions, hardly giving me any opportunity to answer.Finally, as the sun crests the horizon, I’ve. More

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